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Saturday, July 28, 2007




A river of blood
A babbling Brooke of your lies

Thoughts of suicide run through my mind
like a cascading waterfall of broken dreams

I don't trust you after what you did to her and I

I won't be here for long thanks to you
Why did I ever love you?

I can't stand it anymore
I put the knife to my wrists

I begin to cut,cut,cut
I won't stop.

Are you happy now?

You got what you wanted; her and I are both gone

I hope that haunts you
the way you left us clinging to our lives

You abused me, you used her all to get what you want

You don't care about how all this happend. It will come back to you soon.

~hinata-tenten521~




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